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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

We're all horrible, fucked up people

Here's proof.

My favorite parts? The fact that the book is titled "They Fuck You Up: How to Survive Family Life". Truer words have never been spoken. Also, we listen and love emo because we are mentally ill; or we're mentally ill because we listen and love emo. And then there's our own horrible guilty pleasures... like the Vines. Remember them? Remember when Craig Nicholls was going to kill himself and everyone wanted to see them before he did it? Ah, good times. Apparently he has Asperger's (first I heard of it). Doesn't that make one feel guilty? Probably should, but it seems to just explain his behavoir rather than assign any guilt for loving his recklessness and self-destruction on display.

Just a great article all around. Another great part is when he explains that people think Van Gogh was a genius in spite of his illness, whereas people think Syd Barret, Kurt Cobain, and Brian Wilson were great in part because of their illness.

Rock 'n' roll baby. Rock 'n' roll.

Another hockey rant

So it all comes down to this. $6.5m dollars per team apart with two hours until the deadline. Pelle Eklund's blog (not the real Eklund, just a Flyers fan with sources), which has been surprisingly accurate, says the NHL needs to up their offer from a $42.5m cap to a $45m cap and the deal is done. Bettman said something incredibly stupid last night, saying that if every team spent to the cap the players would be better off than under the old system... of course, that's neglecting the fact that teams would be paying over $100 million in luxury taxes to get to that amount, and that the high end teams which were driving the average salary up wouldn't just go to a $60m+ payroll team like Detroit (who paid nearly $80m in salaries last year), the Rangers, Philly, Toronto, Colorado, or Jersey. The owners win spectacularily in this... one last give wouldn't change that at all. I'm confident they will get it done, but in case they don't, both sides will lose hundreds of millions and win the reward of being the biggest douchebags in the world...

The NHL starts March 5. Ridiculous, shameful, etc... But it's better than the league imploding further...

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Congrats, Ken!

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Summary, my old friend Ken Kotyk was on the 3rd best bobsliegh team in the world this past year, but missed out on a chance for #1 with a 5th place spot this weekend. This is the end of the World Cup circuit, but the World championships are in Calgary next weekend. I believe the team was 6th last year, and so improving to 3rd is huge for them heading into next year, an Olympic year.

Yeah, whatever.

So, I find out yesterday that today would've been the NHL All-Star Game. So, basically, hockey would've been really exciting from here on in. And there hasn't even been one real negotiation session yet, just a series of presentations and "discussions"... Even if somehow a deal were reached, I could care less who would win the Stanley Cup this year... unless, of course, Montreal went on a tear and won #25. If that isn't possible, then I'd just assume they suck for 2 months and get to draft Crosby instead of make the playoffs. But whatever, probably non-issues at this point. Even if they do get a deal done in the next week somehow, I hope they cancel the season and just start from scratch next year.

But anyways, away from hockey and the bitterness that brings nowadays. It's above zero and continuing to melt outside. Lovely.

Well, I took this book quiz that everyone seems to be taking, and ended up being a book I've never considered reading in my life. Screw English majors.

You're Prufrock and Other Observations!

by T.S. Eliot

Though you are very short and often overshadowed, your voice is poetic
and lyrical. Dark and brooding, you see the world as a hopeless effort of people trying
to impress other people. Though you make reference to almost everything, you've really
heard enough about Michelangelo. You measure out your life with coffee spoons.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

I'm hardly short, and I like to think of myself as an optimist, though I'm quite cynical. Whatever.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Charles and Camilla

Do they have no shame? Charles made his choice. He should not be allowed happiness. Same with Camilla. If they were so meant for each other, why did they not get married when they were younger? They knew each other then... Bah. The future king, an adulterer. The throne will be forever tarnished. What kind of example does this set for poor, innocent Harry?

Any sightings of me in Saskatoon today were purely a figment of someone's imagination.

P.S. I saw "The Princess Bride" on TV tonight. Just referencing my blog's title, that's all.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005


Just sitting here, chewing gum, creating meaningless lists. If there is a plus side to being unemployed in Outlook, it is the ability to make lists. Right now, I have completed a list of the top 50 albums this decade. I've been working on it for quite a while, but now am finished with the "list" part and am writing up a short paragraph on each album before offering it to my loyal fanbase. I have finished 20 of 50 descriptions, with a rate of about 10 per 1 1/2 hours, so I might get this up here tomorrow or Friday or whatever.

Beyond the lists, I have found quality TV time with my parents' new satellite. There really isn't a hell of a lot on, but enough to get by. My staple network shows are The West Wing and The O.C., and the rest of the time I can fill with a variety of movies, sports (no NHL makes this much more lacking), old sitcoms (yay Cheers), and the news. I would watch something like Six Feet Under, but whenever that's on my 'rents seem to be around the TV... not something they'd like. Well, anyways, just thought I'd throw this out there. TV will take on an even more prominent role as school goes on break, as I've been helping out with the basketball team. Oh well... maybe tomorrow, on The O.C., TV's hottest couple (Alex and Marissa) will dyke out before an international TV audience... doubtful, but one can always get their hopes up.

I need to read a new book... any suggestions? Be mindful that it is doubtful I will take any of them, and will probably find something lying around here and decide to read it. But to facilitate responses... fire away.

Well, 'til next time...

Monday, February 07, 2005

Test Results

You scored as Remus Lupin. You are a wise and caring wizard and a good, loyal friend to boot. However sometimes in an effort to be liked by others you can let things slide by, which ordinarily you would protest about.

Remus Lupin


Ron Weasley


Severus Snape


Hermione Granger


Albus Dumbledore


Sirius Black


Draco Malfoy


Ginny Weasley


Harry Potter


Lord Voldemort


Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?
created with


You scored as Seth. You are amiable and insecure and are too willing to sacrifice yourself to make friends. Pursue your interests more to gain mastery over them and confidence in life. The more progress you make, the more your weaknesses and insecurities will fade.



























What OC character are you?
created with

It seems this is what people like to do with these blogs... since Harry Potter and the O.C. have kept me sane here in Outlook (well, relatively), I figured what better way to start the quizzing on this blog. So I'm Lupin, which doesn't surprise me though is kind of boring... Lupin wasn't mean like James Potter and Sirius, but he was part of the gang. I figure I would've gotten placed in Ravenclaw at Hogwarts, and them having now Ravenclaw's listed on here makes it a bit difficult... I like Ron Weasley's character a lot, and am not surprised he's #2. And with the O.C., I'm Seth, with Jimmy second. Jimmy is what I aspire to in life, I must say, but right now I'm stuck in Seth mode, but not nearly as lovable to teenage girls. Damn them.

The world is my oyster, bitches.

Damn right. I'm blogging. Sure, call me a bandwagon hopper if you must. But I'm here, and now you're all going to pay.

Here I shall vent my frustration of life stuck in Outlook. It will not all be doom and gloom, however. I shall also introduce my theories and worldview on a variety of topics. Did I say variety? Doubtful. I have a very narrow view on the world. So, most matters will be restricted to music, entertainment, hockey, Jesus' second coming, madness and body odour.

My name is El Brucio, and the world is my oyster. Bitches.